I was shocked by my name and blurted out: "Is there a mistake?"
Shiry Yang motioned for me to continue listening.
At this moment, Fatty had just been woken up from his sleep by us.
He was bleary-eyed and didn't understand what happened for a while, so he kept asking us what we were doing.
I shushed him and asked everyone to calm down and continue listening to the radio.
I don’t know if it’s because the signal is too poor, but the reception of the radio has been intermittent.
The following contents are basically broken fragments.
The general meaning is that a criminal gang has appeared in Nanjing to resell cultural relics, and has been involved in several huge smuggling cases of cultural relics.
In a recent operation, key members of the gang were arrested, and Hu Bayi, the mastermind behind the scenes, was implicated.
I was dumbfounded.
How could I have been out for only a few months and suddenly he became a wanted criminal and a gang leader?
The fat man slapped me: "Okay, brother, after so many years, I really didn't notice that he was doing a side job behind our backs."
Siyan's expression changed drastically, he picked up his coat and said, "We can't stay in this place anymore, we have to run."
I pushed the fat man up from the bed: "What Si Yan said makes sense, I'm afraid the news has come out a long time ago.
I'm afraid this is exactly what Da Jin Ya mentioned in the letter."
Shiry Yang threw off the blanket and said seriously: "Without further ado, let's go out through the fire escape and try not to disturb the front desk."
As soon as I arrived in Nanjing, I found that I had become a wanted criminal in the announcer's mouth for no apparent reason, which panicked everyone.
A few of us quickly packed up the luggage rolls we had just rolled out and prepared to escape through the back door of the guest house.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the four people left the room, they heard the waiter's mother's loud shout from the corridor: "It's just them, don't let them escape, catch the thief, catch the traitor Hu Bayi."
When she yelled at me, half of my teeth were sore.
The fat man exclaimed: "Fuck me, Old Hu is so shameless, it's a big fight."
I turned around and saw that I felt like crying.
A group of men in green coats and green trousers, holding batons, were blocking the entrance to the corridor.
A few of them even had green hats.
There were at least a dozen of them.
"Let's go, let's go, this way."
Shiry Yang dragged a few of us, turned into the passage at the corner, and ran in the opposite direction.
She later told me that this was a habit she developed in the Marine Corps.
When you arrive at a place, you must first dig through the front and back doors and come up with an escape plan.
Otherwise, she would not dare to lie down.
Siyan said that this habit is very good and he should learn from it to avoid falling into the trap of a little bastard in the future.
I was sandwiched between the three of them, and the corridor was relatively narrow.
The whole room was full of police officers like crawlers, popping up wherever they caught, making us crawl around in confusion.
The fat man was carrying his luggage and was so anxious that he was sweating: "They are all comrades from every department.
They are persevering and dedicated, and they are very skillful in using encirclement tactics."
I said you should take a break.
We are the ones being surrounded.
If we want to learn from others, we have to wait until we escape.
At this time, a few people who were running fiercely had already rushed in front of me.
The police comrade closest to me, who was as thin as a cricket, with all his eyes glinting, pounced on me like a hungry tiger, and firmly pulled my waistband.
In his hand, he excitedly called to his companions: "Mobile 1, Mob 1, I am Dong 13, the suspect has been arrested by me, please support me.
Repeat, please support me."
Si Yan saw that the situation was not good, so he kicked him hard in the head.
I said that attacking the police is not allowed.
The police and the people in the world are one family.
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If you beat him, it will be like beating my son.
It hurts to see him.
The fat man relied on his strength to block the passage.
Two big blocks tried to break through his defense and squeezed in.
The buttons on their clothes were squeezed out, but they still failed.
"Old Hu, run away, I can't hold it anymore."
The fat man's face turned purple with anger.
His head was beaten open at some point, and his face was covered with blood marks.
I knew in my heart that with his skill, he would not be in such a mess by a few small-time policemen.
He must be thinking about me and fearing that the situation will escalate, so he holds the gun on me and refuses to fight back easily.
Shiry Yang was originally running at the front, but then she suddenly stopped and waved vigorously at us, indicating that the words she meant were right before our eyes.
When I saw that the fat man was injured, I didn't care so much.
I picked up the little policeman on the ground and threw him out.
The others were originally circling around the fat man, but when they saw one of them being lifted up and slipped away, they hurried to pick him up.
The fat man took the opportunity to pull out, probably because he had lost too much blood, and his feet were unstable.
If I hadn't stepped forward to help him, he would have almost fallen to his feet.
Taking advantage of the chaotic situation, we broke open the back door of the guest house and escaped for more than half an hour.
That time was different from today.
Nanjing's infrastructure had not been completely renovated.
Most of the areas near the train station were farmland or factories that had just been built.
It was harder to find a populated place in the middle of the night than to climb to the sky.
"Find a place to stop first and stop the fat man's bleeding."
The fat man was supported by Siyan and I, with a pair of long johns on his forehead.
We ran in such a hurry that we didn't have time to treat his wound.
I randomly pulled out a piece of clothing from my bag and planned to cover the wound first.
Fortunately, it was a pair of cotton long johns.
If I got the underwear, I guess the fat man would be in trouble.
Could beat me to death on the spot.
Because we were not sure whether the other party would pursue us, we had to hide in a harvested rice field for safety reasons.
Nanjing is a place with four distinct seasons, except for warm spring.
When Jiujiu Han finished singing, he took off his cotton-padded jacket and put on his sandals.
Even though it was March, it was still freezing cold, making people runny noses and tears.
If we don't find a place to stop and rest soon, I'm afraid the four of us will be unable to bear it.
It was pitch black now, and the fat man kept breathing heavily, his eyes twitching and his nose shivering as he pulled out a map of Nanjing.
When I saw this, I hurriedly dug into my pocket to find a box of matches for lighting.
Unexpectedly, as soon as my fingers entered the pocket, they were first touched by something slippery and cold.
I was shocked: Mr.
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